That’s right! It’s time for another Mommy Moment at the Monster! If you’re not sure what a Mommy Moment at the Monster is, head over and read all about how Mommy Moments at the Monster came to be.
So let’s welcome Carly from Living the Scream! Carly is a mommy to three little girls, and I love the names she uses for them on her blog: Shriek, Shout, and Squeal…and if you’ve ever had little girls all together playing, you can understand where the title of her blog comes from! I also got to meet her in real life at Evo in July, and let me just say that she is even sweeter in person than she is on her blog or Twitter!
Go grab a cup of coffee and a donut, ahem, I mean a low-fat muffin, or depending on the time of the day maybe some wine and chocolate, and sit back and enjoy the story!
When the Husband’s away there is NO break in your day!
When Natalie asked me to contribute to her Mommy Moment at the Monster feature, my mind was exploding with all of the possibilities of sharing the hiccups that have happened throughout the years of me being a Mom.
Does this make me a bad mother because I could fill a phone book with all of the crazy things that happen on a daily basis? Naaah I don’t think so. At least I hope it doesn’t.
This summer my husband went out of town for a whole week, it felt more like a month though for sure. At the end of the week the kids started to get to me. I have three adorable girls but they have enough drama in them that if you measured it in electricity it would light up all of New York.
It was a particular exhausting moment when I needed to come up with something that maintained my sanity. I figured out that the only way my 2 yr old would stop crying and not require constant holding and attention was if I asked her to go up stairs and get me a cute stuffed animal from her room and bring it back down the stairs to show me. She loved this game and would hand me something with such pride and a big wide grin.
I forgot to realize that she is not so great going down the stairs when her arms are full. The third time she started to come down the stairs with a toy she fell down every single stair. It was terrifying and felt like it was happening in complete slow motion! Her cute little body looked more like a rag doll. I was thankful that I had a huge pile of laundry at the bottom of the stairs that she fell onto. I now always have a huge pile there in case it happens again, really that is just my excuse to never fold and put my laundry away.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs I ran to her as fast as I could and scooped her up in my arms hugging the stuffing out of her. I began to sob right a long with her. So did my 8yr old. We were a mess all crying together like the end of the world was near. It turns out she was perfectly fine! Not a scratch or a bruise!
I beat myself up about it because it so easily could have been prevented. I hate that mom guilt seems to be a given for mothers. This experience taught me a lot.There is not always a fix for those moments of motherhood when the kids are driving you crazy. These things happen to us all! I also thought my 8 yr old was sweet to be so concerned for her baby sister.
Wish I could say that the rest of my motherhood years will be smooth sailing. But as we all know life isn’t this way. We just have to do our best and let our kids know how much we love them even when they completely test our limits. Which as we all know happens about one million times per day!
Thank you for sharing this moment Carly…and I can totally relate! It seems like when the kids get hurt and I happen to see it coming, it always, ALWAYS happens in slow motion. Afterwards, I always, ALWAYS beat myself up over how I could’ve-should’ve done things differently to prevent it.
By you sharing your Mommy Moment with us, you are reminding us all that things happen that we sometimes can’t possibly control or stop, and that feeling guilty about it is only prolonging our pain.
There’s no manual out there for what we do, so sharing stories like this helps us all learn from each other.
Now head over to Carly’s place Living the Scream and if you are new there, make sure to tell her that I sent you!